1. There is a certain awe to the silence. As I get lost inside its unheard echo, I become aware of all that surrounds me. I don’t always notice it. Sometimes I get lost in silence for hours before I am made aware that there’s nothing here.  There is not a soul in the house, I don’t make a sound.  When there is a sound, it is that one of a quiet melody. One that speaks  to my most secret self. I become lost, in a trance, in peace. My thoughts scatter, but there’s no urge of this feeling ever ending. And then, as if the feeling of solitude was not a reward, I am encountered with an inexplicable amount of contentment. I think; in this moment, everything is perfect. I don’t know fear, I don’t know sadness; I am a foreigner to pain. I know contentment, I know peace; wholeness. A mysterious satisfaction, hidden in all that is and isn’t. There is no tomorrow here. There is no yesterday. There is now, AND ONLY now; and in realizing this, I am able to focus on an aspect of my life I can always control. An aspect of my life that I can always change; the now. Everything else that was, that will be,  it does not exist today- not in this moment. And so, everything becomes limited. The physical world, the space. It is limited to the ONE place you find yourself inside. But we are NOT this space; we are our minds. And so, even in this confined space, limitations can cease to exist- as long as we have the strength, courage, and longing to change the one space ONLY we’re responsible for changing. The space that is both infinitely smaller and infinitely bigger than our physical world; our minds. And so, as I give in to the silence and the solitude. I forget about the space. The tangible. The physical world… and my mind becomes everything.